My Mother’s Love


























My mother’s love, deeper than the bluest sea,

Beautiful and free,

Soft and warm to me.

Everlasting love, won’t trade it for anything,

Precious gracious thing,

No connected strings.


Her memories, just like the storybooks,

Love finds every nook,

Clear as snow fed brooks.

An unspoken love, can’t find the words to say,

Miss her every day,

Since I’ve been away.


Mom you are a special kind,

You’re always on my mind,

Don’t need much to make you smile,

But it’s been a while,


A mother’s love doesn’t ever change,

Firm as a mountain range,

Never looking strange.

Unquestioned love, don’t need keys to open up,

Always a full cup,

In my mother’s love.




Copyright Stan Loh, April 14, 2004. Written for his Mom on her 93rd birthday.